Sara Kendrick Poet Free verse

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As The Dewdrops Slide

Genesis 2

As the dewdrops slide down the tomato
Silent thoughts turn to you 
How you love to plant a garden, eat
The fruits, but not a stew   

God planted a garden for man
Man was given a command
To tend the grand garden planted
Now what happens to the land

Husband of mine still tries to tend
While scientist still mix
Potions to destroy the whole world
Then earth they can't fix

In the garden, dirt on your hands
You are content again
Out in the heat, sweat on your skin
Will you die out there in pain 

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Howard Kerr June 22, 2026 at 3:31 AM Your poem is a sincere and genuine gift to the world, Sara. Philosophical and uplifting presentation of a case. Howard Sara Kendrick June 22, 2026 at 4:04 AM Howard, well, he didn't die out there but, in his recliner. There isn't any produce from the garden this year, but of course, I could go to a farmers' market and buy some. My getting out and doing things isn't going very well due to my age and health. Sara K.

Andrea Dietrich July 20, 2025 at 10:45 PM This is a very thoughtful poem on the importance of planting one's own food. Too bad so many of our crops are poisoned by chemicals Sara Kendrick July 21, 2025 at 3:41 AM Andrea, well, I was thinking about chemicals of destruction like bombs. When farmers try to grow huge fields for large populations, they have to use what they have got to fight bugs, plagues, microbes, etc. Someday the earth will be free of the curse, so man won't have to use those things. Sara K

Linda Alice Fowler July 15, 2025 at 7:34 AM Gardening has always been soothing to me. Something about that dark earth that grounds me. Nicely written Sara. :) Sara Kendrick September 1, 2025 at 4:26 AM Linda, I have planted and gathered our garden. I would help with the planting, and my husband always prepared the soil. I am not able to do that now. My husband gardens in containers now which are like raised beds so he can sit and plant and tend the plants and then gather them. He gives so much of it away. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Valsa George July 8, 2025 at 9:52 PM Your poem invokes very nostalgic remembrances in me.... ! I remember the tomato plants with clusters of ripe and raw tomatoes in my mother's kitchen garden. She used to enjoy eating them raw. Some, she used to make into a salad. Sara Kendrick July 9, 2025 at 4:53 AM Valsa, yes, our parents planted tomatoes in the garden most of the time and ate them in some form. My father did not eat tomatoes because of the fact that he had dentures and the seeds from the tomatoes hurt his gums. He would plant my mother a tomato plant and a pepper plant so she would have them. She put tomatoes in vegetable soup so we all could enjoy the nice acidy flavor of them. Sara K

Bj Legros Kelley July 7, 2025 at 10:36 PM How sweet! Personally, the only way that I can eat tomatoes are in stew or soup, but my husband loves tomatoes! I love your darling poem Sara <3 Sara Kendrick July 8, 2025 at 6:20 AM Why, thank you, Bj, for the nice comments. I can eat fresh sliced tomato, or a cherry tomato just as is, but not very many at one time. I like them in soups, stews, sauces, etc. Amazing in the differences in people of the world. The tomato was once called the love apple, and it has nutrients or enzymes or antioxidants that help improve circulation, etc. so maybe it is the love apple. Sara K

Gershon Wolf July 7, 2025 at 8:24 PM Now you've got me stewing over this one, Sara... Sara Kendrick July 8, 2025 at 6:17 AM Ha!! Ha!! Gershon, your humor adds a special touch. Sara K

Kim Rodrigues July 7, 2025 at 4:59 PM Enjoyed each line, dear Sara! Sara Kendrick July 7, 2025 at 5:10 PM Why, thank you, Kim. I am glad you enjoyed it. Sara K

Paula Goldsmith July 7, 2025 at 1:19 PM I enjoyed reading your "As The Dewdrops Slide" write. Great Picture... I love eating them hot or cold. Have a wonderful/blessed day writing away.................. Sara Kendrick July 7, 2025 at 4:39 PM Thank you, Paula. I think a large number of people enjoy tomatoes in so many ways, but probably a huge number of those people have no idea where the sauces, condiments, or tomato slices on the hamburger come from. Sara K

Anne-Lise Andresen July 7, 2025 at 11:40 AM - Growing and watching your own vegetables grow... a joy - A great poem, Sara :) - hugs Sara Kendrick July 7, 2025 at 4:37 PM Anne-Lise, thank you for the uplifting review of my work. I don't go to the garden much anymore, but I just shelled about 1/4 of a bushel of black-eyed peas from the garden which I will cook tomorrow. My husband does most of the gardening now. Sara K